233 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

1 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! O may Thy will be mine! Into Thy hand of love I would my all resign. Through sorrow, or through joy, Conduct me as Thine own, And help me still to say, My Lord, Thy will be done! 2 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! If needy here and poor, Give me Thy people's bread, Their portion rich and sure. The manna of Thy word Let my soul feed upon; And if all else should fail, My Lord, Thy will be done! 3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear: Since Thou on earth hast wept And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with Thee, My Lord, Thy will be done! 4 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! When death itself draws nigh, To Thy dear wounded side I would for refuge fly: Leaning on Thee, to go Where Thou before hast gone; The rest as Thou shalt please: My Lord, Thy will be done! 5 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! All shall be well for me: Each changing future scene I gladly trust with Thee. Thus to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing, in life or death, My Lord, Thy will be done!